Chapter 27 (1/2)

Celia, who was watching the ghost-catching TV series obsessively, was suddenly interrupted by a ringtone!

She frowned when she saw the caller ID.

“Hey! I’ve already announced the dissolution of the Red Fire Paranormal Club. You guys can go back now…”

Before she could finish, she heard a woman crying on the phone.

Eh? This was obviously the phone call of one of the members who had been rescued from the crematorium. If he remembered correctly, that person should be called Mark, but why did it sound like a woman’s voice?

At this moment, someone spoke from the other side of the phone.

“Miss Celia, I am Mark’s mother. Mark… he died!”

‘What? Mark’s dead?’

Celia’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Her trembling voice revealed her doubts.

“I’m sorry, but I want to ask when this happened? How did he die?”

“This afternoon, he is…”

Beep beep beep!

There was a sudden busy tone on the phone, as if someone had cut off the signal.

Before Celia could react.

“Hehe! He’s dead. He died so miserably!”

F*ck! Crazy!

Celia jerked and threw the phone away.

It was evening and the sun had yet to set completely.

Outside the castle, the servants who had already taken care of everything were packing their tools and preparing to leave.

The afterglow made the ground red, but Celia still felt uneasy as she looked at the empty castle.

With a flash of idea, he decisively closed the door.

“It’s impossible for us to be together. You’re a human and I’m a ghost. I have my mission to be a ghost since I was born and you have things that you need to do as well. However, we’re destined to be different people…”

The drama reached its climax, but Celia was no longer in the mood to watch the drama.

Her mind was filled with Mark’s mother’s words. The more she thought about it, the stranger she felt!

At this moment…

Drip, drip, drip!

A considerable commotion in the bathroom caught Celia’s attention.

She had to know that she was the only one here besides Brian. Now Brian should be in his room.

Thief! A thief had entered!

At the thought of this, Celia skillfully took out the pistol at her waist and slowly leaned over like a cheetah hunting for food.

‘Phew! Scared me!’

It turned out that the tap was not turned off properly. This careless Mr. Brian, why was he so insensitive?!

Just as Celia was heaving a sigh of relief, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye.

She discovered a footprint that extended from the door into the living room.

From the looks of it, this brand new mark should have been left not long ago.

But why did she not see it when she closed the door? Did it only appear after closing the door?

The problem was, the door was closed. How could anyone enter?

At this thought, Celia’s face turned pale.

She rushed to Brian’s room. Only the mysterious man could give her a sense of security.

“Mr. Brian, open the door!”

But because he had to enter the ghost realm, Brian had already locked the door. How could he hear her voice now?

She broke in.

Looking at the empty room, Celia was stunned!

Where was that guy?

“Not in the cupboard, not in the bathroom, not behind the curtains. Where the hell did he go?”

“Keke! I’m here…”

A deep voice came from under the bed.

“Oh ho! There you are! I was wondering why I couldn’t find you. See if I don’t catch you.”

Celia leaned over to check. The next moment she was stunned.

“Ah!”